Waited So Long
Summary: Harry has been wondering what his life has turned into. He thinks that life has no meaning. The only thing, or person, he cares about has no idea that he has these feelings for her, or does she? Hermione, on the other hand, has been living a happy life since graduating from Hogwarts 3 years earlier. She has experienced love once, and it never faded away. Will Harry and Hemione finally admit their love?
Chapter 1: So Long Alone
It is 3 in the morning, And, the now 21 year old, Harry Potter, is still awake, brooding over his lost love. He has loved her since he first laid eyes on her.
*Flashback*
"Have either of you seen a toad? Neville has lost one.
"Wow, She is beautiful." Thought the then 11-year-old Harry Potter.
*End Flashback*
"I can't believe I never told her how I felt." Thought Harry. "I see her almost everyday, and yet I can never find the never to tell her, to tell anyone. My life is in Shambles over this one girl" He said quietly to himself. "I wish I had told her when I had the chance in the common room in our sixth year"
*Flashback*
Harry and Hermione were sitting on the couch by the fire. Ron had already gone up to bed; he was tired, because he was of course a prefect and quidditch captain. Harry and Hemione were talking like they usually did, all alone at midnight, sitting by a glowing fire, room deserted. There had been many times like this before, but none seemed to be the same as this night. To Harry, it seemed as if this was the night he was going to confess his love to Hermione, who, not to Harry's knowledge, felt the same way about him. "Hemione" said Harry Softly "I Know we have had many of these late night talks, and I have enjoyed them so much." "I feel the same way, Harry." cooed Hermione. "I want to tell you something Hermione" whispered Harry. He whispered because their faces were just inches apart. "Hermione, I, Um, I L-" Harry was suddenly interrupted by Ron who had come down to check on them. "Hey mate, are u going come up to bed? We have Double Potions First thing in the morning." Harry quickly pulled his face back and said "Yeah Ron, I'll be right up, let me tell Hermione good-night." "Ok. By The way, I didn't interrupt anything did I?" said Ron, totally oblivious of what he just did.
*End Flashback*
Summary: Harry has been wondering what his life has turned into. He thinks that life has no meaning. The only thing, or person, he cares about has no idea that he has these feelings for her, or does she? Hermione, on the other hand, has been living a happy life since graduating from Hogwarts 3 years earlier. She has experienced love once, and it never faded away. Will Harry and Hemione finally admit their love?
Chapter 1: So Long Alone
It is 3 in the morning, And, the now 21 year old, Harry Potter, is still awake, brooding over his lost love. He has loved her since he first laid eyes on her.
*Flashback*
"Have either of you seen a toad? Neville has lost one.
"Wow, She is beautiful." Thought the then 11-year-old Harry Potter.
*End Flashback*
"I can't believe I never told her how I felt." Thought Harry. "I see her almost everyday, and yet I can never find the never to tell her, to tell anyone. My life is in Shambles over this one girl" He said quietly to himself. "I wish I had told her when I had the chance in the common room in our sixth year"
*Flashback*
Harry and Hermione were sitting on the couch by the fire. Ron had already gone up to bed; he was tired, because he was of course a prefect and quidditch captain. Harry and Hemione were talking like they usually did, all alone at midnight, sitting by a glowing fire, room deserted. There had been many times like this before, but none seemed to be the same as this night. To Harry, it seemed as if this was the night he was going to confess his love to Hermione, who, not to Harry's knowledge, felt the same way about him. "Hemione" said Harry Softly "I Know we have had many of these late night talks, and I have enjoyed them so much." "I feel the same way, Harry." cooed Hermione. "I want to tell you something Hermione" whispered Harry. He whispered because their faces were just inches apart. "Hermione, I, Um, I L-" Harry was suddenly interrupted by Ron who had come down to check on them. "Hey mate, are u going come up to bed? We have Double Potions First thing in the morning." Harry quickly pulled his face back and said "Yeah Ron, I'll be right up, let me tell Hermione good-night." "Ok. By The way, I didn't interrupt anything did I?" said Ron, totally oblivious of what he just did.
*End Flashback*